The Jail

I yearn to escape from the jail of the world,
The phantasmal prison of my life,
Like a fluttering falcon finally freed of its cage of steel,
Or a diseased eagle perishing in the scorching Sahara,
Looking at envy at the azure vault of the sky.

If all my hopes and dreams are delusions, Lord,
This brief term an anguished prison sentence,
O opener of the bars, free me into the gorgeous meadows of
immortality.